I hail you, Time,
Mighty king of the world.
I hail you, Time!
Master of whole universe.
People were born,
People will die,
The happiest laugh
Will turn into cry.
[The] most beautiful flower
Grows on the grave,
Grey mist will cover
The end of the day.
To powerful city
Deserts will come.
The life was so pretty,
But then we have gone.
Every pain will be healed.
Funny parties have end.
O Time, mighty king,
I hail you again!
I Hail You, Time!
© Copyright: Владлена Щабрина, 2009
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